Rohan leaned against the wall, still smiling as he thought about Aisha in his shirt. The bathroom door creaked open a few moments later, and Aisha stepped out, now dressed in her own clothes. She shot Rohan a challenging look.
"Enjoyed the show?" she asked sarcastically.
Rohan chuckled, pushing himself off the wall. "You know, you look good in my shirt. You should wear it more often."
Aisha rolled her eyes, walking past him. "In your dreams, Mr. Raichand."
Rohan followed her, his playful demeanor unwavering. "Oh, believe me, you're already starring in them."
Aisha ignored his comment and started tidying up the room. She picked up her phone and noticed a few missed calls. As she called back, Rohan moved closer, pretending to look at something on the desk but clearly eavesdropping.
Aisha hung up and turned to him. "What now? Are you going to follow me around all day?"
Rohan smirked. "Maybe. After all, we're married. We should spend more time together."
Aisha sighed, exasperated. "You're impossible."
Just then, Mrs. Raichand knocked on the door and peeked inside. "Breakfast is ready. Come down and join us."
"Coming, Mom," Rohan replied, glancing at Aisha with a grin. "Shall we?"
Aisha gave him a curt nod and walked out of the room, with Rohan trailing behind. As they descended the stairs, Aisha was determined to maintain her composure despite Rohan's teasing.
At the breakfast table, Aisha sat next to Rohan and greeted, "Good morning, everyone."
Mrs. Raichand and Mr. Raichand both replied, "Good morning, beta."
As everyone engaged in cheerful conversation, Rohan discreetly grabbed Aisha's hand under the table. Aisha struggled to free her hand but was unsuccessful. Determined to maintain her composure, she started eating with her left hand, glaring at Rohan.
Mrs. Raichand noticed and asked, "Aisha, why are you eating with your left hand?"
Aisha smiled and replied, "Oh, aunty, I just read an article about how using your non-dominant hand can improve brain function. I thought I'd give it a try."
Mrs. Raichand nodded, impressed. "That's interesting, beta."
Rohan smirked, clearly amused by her quick thinking. Aisha shot him another angry look, but continued eating with her left hand.
After everyone finished their breakfast, they got up to head to their respective tasks. Aisha finally managed to pull her hand away from Rohan's grasp as they stood.
Mr. Raichand said, "Have a good day, everyone."
"You too, Dad," Rohan replied, giving Aisha a playful wink.
Aisha just sighed, determined to keep her composure despite Rohan's antics. As they all went off to their respective activities, she resolved to stay one step ahead of him, no matter what.
YOU ARE READING
Fated Affection
RomanceIn a world where tradition meets ambition, Aisha and Rohan are thrust into an arranged marriage that neither of them wanted. Aisha, a spirited dreamer with a passion for art, comes from a wealthy, strict family that values obedience and status above...